Kim Yu-ra, the college girl from next door, poked her head out through the gap in the front door.
The moment our eyes met, I nearly screamed despite forgetting I was invisible.
Her glossy bob cut fell to her shoulders, her skin was snow-white, and her eyes were deep black. Her face was too striking to pass for an ordinary person—easily on the level of an idol trainee!
-Gasp! Oof, you scared the shit out of me. It's cold enough already, and now my dick's gonna freeze solid.
-Ah, come on, quit whining. Just hold on a bit. It'll heat up soon enough.
-Wha... what? Did you just drop a sex joke?
-...Forget it.
-No way! You're so cute when you're embarrassed. Heh heh heh. Gotta get that dick nice and hot! Hot hot hot!
-...Hot hot!
Screech—.
While Mia and I bantered silently, Yu-ra flung the door wide open and dashed out.
'Damn, what a body!'
Maybe because she'd checked the intercom and seen no one there.
Her outfit was a bit too revealing for stepping outside— the kind of comfy, skimpy loungewear women wear at home.
A tight black spaghetti strap top on top, and pink dolphin shorts below.
Those curves I'd glimpsed through thick clothes before? No illusion there.
Thanks to the exposure, her aggressive cleavage and plump ass were on full display.
-Eeeek, look at those perky tits!
-I-I'm that stacked too, you know?
What, was the succubus seriously getting competitive with a human girl? Better play along for now.
-Yeah, yeah, I know. I saw your perky ass yesterday, Pomi. Totally sexy.
-P-Pervert!
This bitch...
Anyway, they say the guy who invented dolphin shorts deserves a Nobel Prize—wonder if he got it.
And whoever made rash guards should be locked up.
She instantly got my cock rock-hard, then furrowed her brow slightly.
"Ugh, seriously. What am I supposed to do if you leave it like this without even checking if anyone's around? You even rang the bell. Why'd you put the box so far away?"
She rubbed her arms briskly against the chilly air outside, then moved to grab the package.
As she passed right in front of me—pressed flat against the wall— a sweet fragrance tickled my nose.
'Man, it's been forever since I smelled a woman's scent!'
Pomi the succubus didn't count. It wasn't even like shampoo—just something intoxicating that made my nostrils flare anyway.
-Hey. Remember how I said she's got a masturbation addiction? Looks like she was just jerking off before coming out. Her nose is twitching like crazy.
-You can tell that too?
I sniffed harder.
When she bent at the waist to reach the package, her firm apple hips hiked up, revealing the soft underbutt and pussy lips without mercy.
'Lightning crotch! Now that Pomi mentioned it, it looks a little wet... Oh god, I'm dying here. So fucking hot.'
My lifelong-virgin monster was already drooling pre-cum from this level of stimulation.
-Kyaa... W-Wow, it's huge... Gasp! Hey, what're you gonna do now?
Mia asked as Yu-ra picked up the box.
-We'll watch her punch in the door code, then slip in right behind!
That was the plan from the start: if she propped the door and stepped out, we'd sneak in ahead; if she closed it behind her, we'd tail her.
But seeing that killer body up close? This place was worth repeat visits.
I memorized the door lock code as she entered it, then followed her straight in.
Now!
Luckily, distracted by the package, she didn't even grab the handle and bolted to her room. Thanks to that, Mia and I made it inside without a hitch.
Having successfully infiltrated Yu-ra's place, I bolted toward the room she'd entered—but froze.
Walking barefoot down the hall? Gotta be filthy.
One footprint on the floor and we're busted.
I twisted my ankles outward, tiptoeing awkwardly on the edges of my feet.
Mia, being a spirit, just floated along normally.
Same layout as our place since it was next door.
Before reaching her room, I ducked into the bathroom and quietly tore off some toilet paper.
A bit of water lingered in the sink; I soaked the paper and scrubbed my soles clean.
'Yup...'
Black grime came off.
I wiped the other foot too, then strode confidently on my soles toward her room.
Stealth step. Stealth step. Crack!
'Gah!'
-Eek, my first contractor's such a mess.
I jolted at the sudden ankle joint pop and halted.
-Ugh... Wait till you hit my age.
Thankfully, no reaction—just the sound of box tape ripping from her room.
Stealth step. Stealth step.
I never realized soles peeling off the floor could be so damn loud.
Finally reached her room after what felt like forever.
Our Kim Yu-ra was arched back with her hips thrust out, wrestling another box from the delivery package.
"Kiiing—!"
She was tearing into inner packaging that wouldn't budge, letting out adorable squeaks with each tug.
Her ass clenched tight each time—squeeze!—and damn.
-I'd love to shove my dick in there and grind till it snaps.
-You were all "that's criminal" earlier, and now you're full pervert mode?
Ignoring Pomi, I started stroking my throbbing cock, stiff since the hallway.
-Eek! Wh-What are you doing?!
-Gotta get used to me fucking soon. This is nothing.
-Eek! Kyaa!
Never thought I'd jerk off in front of a succubus in my lifetime.
Pomi covered her eyes with both hands—but her fingers were splayed wide open.
I can see everything, you slut!
Anyway, oblivious Yu-ra and watching succubus Mia. Jerking off in front of both? Climax rushed in fast.
'Am I really a perv?'
-H-Hey, Choi Jun-young! Don't cum yet. You know invisibility's draining your libido already?
'Ah, shit! Right!'
Her warning hit; I stopped mid-stroke and yelled.
⚔ STATUS ⚔👤 User: Choi Jun-young (Human Male, Lv 19, 30yo)❤️ HP: 15/15💦 Libido: 180/200
-What, you scared me. Still plenty left.
-That's 'cause it's you. Any normal human would've dropped invisibility by now. You'll need Essence Absorption later, so don't waste it on a quick squirt. Manage it.
-Qu-Quicksquirt? Fix your mouth already.
-Want a punch?
"Hoo—sweating in winter."
While we bickered, Yu-ra finished unwrapping.
She wiped sweat from her forehead with one hand and turned.
'Heh, heh-gasp!'
I nearly yelped out loud.
In her other hand: an electric vibrator!
-See? Told ya. Masturbation addict, right?
-F-For real. And that delivery guy—had to drop a vibrator at a solo dude's place!
If I hadn't met Mia and grabbed the package, opened it? I'd have panicked.
No way I'd infiltrate next door. Best case, I'd fantasize about her using it while jerking off.
I compared the modern science toy in her hand to my natural, groin-grown pride.
Not black-porn huge, but bigger than average white-guy size.
My one boast! Towering pillar!
-Hey, Mia. Which looks bigger, that or mine?
-You psycho! Back off!
Pomi forfeited her vote. Mine goes to my natural cock.
It's elected!
Meanwhile, Yu-ra eyed the vibe gleaming, then tilted her head.
"Looks a bit bigger than in the pics? Should I try it..."
She perched on the bed, hooked her thumbs in her waistband, and yanked the dolphin shorts to her knees. Beyond: pretty-colored panties...
...No panties!
She was commando! She shook off her lithe legs a few times, flinging the shorts aside, then spread wide—revealing her pretty pussy.
The mythical pink pussy I'd only heard of!
Not in Western stuff, but rarer than rain in drought across all that porn.
First pussy of my life, and it's pussy of pussies—pink pussy!
-Mine's pink too!
-Couldn't see yours properly. Wanna show now?
-Piss off.
I inspected Yu-ra's closer.
As Pomi said, mid-masturbation before the package? Her pink pussy twitched, oozing sticky juices.
'Ah... That's pussy. Humanity's homeland.'
Someone's pulling my head toward that pink clam.
-...? H-Hey! Hey! Hold up!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇
College girl Kim Yu-ra was a virgin.
Her uniquely pretty face and even prettier body had drawn countless guys' advances since high school.
But raised in a strict family, she'd learned to focus on studies until college—and agreed with it.
She turned down all confessions, her iron walls coming off as haughty to other girls.
Jealous ones spread rumors: stuck-up bitch, slut, you name it.
Rejected guys fueled the gossip.
Common story so far.
Here's the uncommon part.
She had eyes and ears; couldn't ignore the rumors entirely.
Hurt at first, cried even. But shockingly, soon hearing self-degrading talk sent zaps through her core.
That's how the masturbation started.
Studying hard, classmates' whispers reached her ears—she'd rush to the bathroom and rub.
They thought she was crying in distress, got more excited badmouthing her.
Especially nearing senior year's end, stressed kids vented on her—her pussy never dried out.
Early admission locked; just hit CSAT minimums.
Easy for her level, but addicted to degradation play, she bombed the mock on test day.
'Thought I was done for.'
Anxiously awaited CSAT results.
First real extreme stress.
Paradox: masturbation amid that stress felt euphoric.
Now a perfect masochist.
Months later, college freshman.
Brains and personality unrelated, but at Yonsei, no one shunned her for grades.
Freshmen (few majors aside) lived in Songdo dorms.
Confessions poured from undergrads.
Sweet talk.
Zero thrill.
Sophomore year, commuting from Sinchon.
Parents gave a two-room villa near school west gate for "handle dating yourself as adult"—no curfew anyway.
Not meant for wild hookups, but freedom nonetheless.
Guaranteed free love? She wasted a year on solo play. Now junior...
...still solo.
Legs spread wide, reading the manual for her online-ordered vibrator!
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